Oct 31, 2009

There's No Place Like Home

Scribbled by Perky |

As I sit here in my mother's living room, staring out at her beautiful garden, I can't help but feel so at peace. Some people may dread that it's pouring heavily outside, but I love it. The smell of rain touching the grass, now that's something you don't get in the big city.

And with a cuppa next to my laptop, I'm truly having a much deserved "me" time.

Gosh, there really is no place like home. Or in this moment, shall I say, mom's garden? There's plenty of space in her garden that we can have a backyard party. Oh but if we had a pergola, I wouldn't mind having my wedding reception in our garden.

Mom's beautiful garden is a real testament to the hardwork she's put into it. I can't imagine watering the garden on my own (which is something she does every evening).

And it's not just having to water the plants. You also got to fertilize and trim them. It's just way too much work if you ask me.

But still, it's nice to have a garden that's tastefully done and well taken care of.

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Jan 6, 2009

The Australian Double Chin

Scribbled by Perky |

I’m finally back to my blogging life after my long vacation. I should’ve gone back to updating my blog last week but for some "strange" reason, the internet connection in my hometown was so bad, that I abandoned the idea of going online altogether. I believe it was a sign telling me to enjoy an extended break from blogging I needed to recuperate first before going back to my old routine and eat more fatty food, since my hands were free from the keyboard.

I’ll try to keep my experience on Australia as short as possible. 11 days there definitely gave me plenty of things to do, hence more things to write about. So it’s best to sum it all up as I don’t have the will power to write lengthy posts so as to not bore my lovely readers.


We stayed at Quest on Arlington Serviced Apartments. It's expensive, but that's the price you pay for one of the best accommodations in Perth (or so I was told).


My days in Perth started as early as 8am. That’s pretty early for someone who enters the office at 10.30am. My “job” in Perth was to be driver for my mom and her friend, G. And when I’m not driving them around, I carry their shopping bags and “help” them eat. And boy, do they "need" help! By Christmas, I was already sporting a *gasp* double chin! (I better start working out soon. The fat jokes are getting old hehehe. Plus I'll be attending a couple of weddings in Feb, and God forbid if I look anything less than fabulous).

We drove to Fremantle a lot. The men spent most their days on playing on all the best golf courses (such as The Vines and Joondalup Resort), so that left us women with nothing else to do but shop. Mom and Aunt G were pretty determined to buy everything they can, while I was determined to eat all the fish-n-chips I could find (we don't get very nice fish-n-chips in Malaysia).


The Fremantle market, a place where you can find all sorts of stuff at cheap prices



Doing the whole tourist thingy by buying souvenirs for family and friends


Aunt G and my mom, who almost broke into song and dance in the picture above. Shopping has that effect on her ;)



Mom and I on the harbour



Cicerello's - they serve very good fish-n-chips here!



You throw this at the seagulls to keep them from landing on your table. No, j/k. This is the buzzer that let's you know that your food is ready for collection.


The evil stuff that was my daily diet. This is the no. 1 contributor of the whole lotta "extra" that I brought with me all the way from Australia. hehehe ;)



Apart from the constant eating, I was also constantly boozing out. Not to say that I'm an alcoholic or what, but when it comes to drinking, I can pretty much stand on my own. I believe I’ve tried almost all types of beer available in Perth.


The Windsor - our constant hangout



This thing definitely comes in handy if you drive!


Christmas Eve was spent in our apartment unit. Try cramming 27 people in a small apartment, and you pretty much can guess the chaos. Food was plenty, everyone was having a jolly good time and the kids were happy (which was evident from the mess they left behind).




Christmas was spent at my Aunt Helen’s. She married a British man named Roy, and together they have two kids Joanna (who's got 2 very adorable kids of her own, Chloe and Ben) and Andrew.




My very warm and lovely family :)
L-R: Mom, Aunt Helen, Me, Andrew, Dad, Joanna, Yaduk (grandma) and Uncle Roy



I also got a chance to meet up with an old friend and made new friends. We went to the beach together, I tried my hand at body boarding (I think that's what it's called). It was tough considering I’m physically unfit to challenge the Australian waves but it’s definitely something I would love to do again.



Queue with his gf, Wee Leng, and their friend Billy



I've known him since we were 13 years old. But I don't think I can deal with him teasing me with a strip show!



Oh phew! He was just changing into his wetsuit. How, erm, embarassing it was for me to hope for a strip show ;)



All geared up now. The body board and wetsuit were new btw.



This is what happens when you get bitchslapped by the waves ;)



We also went to Swan Valley to do some wine tasting.





But I didn’t get the chance to see the koala bears and kangaroos as no one wanted to go with me. Not surprised, considering all they had in mind was shopping, shopping and more shopping! Oh, and eating too. Shop and eat, that’s all we ever did in Perth.

I guess this pretty much sums up my Australian adventure. I would love to go back there and not come back to Malaysia. Australia really grew on me; I love how warm and friendly the people are, love their weather, and I truly really enjoyed driving there as you don't find idiots on the road (their drivers don't run red lights and certainly don't abuse the disabled parking lots unlike a "certain" country that I know of).

Oh, Australia, I heart you!!

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